Spring ended yesterday.
Here’s what I listened to.
Most comprehensively in Spotify and Whyd, but also partially in SoundCloud and YouTube, because you always need a back up.
Spring ended yesterday.
Here’s what I listened to.
Most comprehensively in Spotify and Whyd, but also partially in SoundCloud and YouTube, because you always need a back up.
Dad came to visit this weekend and showed us this rare and until recently unseen footage of himself and the team practising at the long gone White City Stadium in (we think) spring 1977.
Grandad Greer is on there too.
“A short film depicting a dad’s influence on a young boy’s life. His judgmental character mixed with the boys fondness for his dad prove to be a toxic mix that tears away at a world of opportunity and experiences. A short animation made with oil pastels and newspaper clippings.”
Unnamed Truths by Sophie Marsh
“Bristol-based animator, Sophie Marsh created an ABC fact file filled with animals in her paper film for adults. Produced by Calling the Shots.”
The Mascot by Ladislas Starevicz
“Starewicz had become a master animator by 1933, incorporating techniques never used before and rarely since (such as moving the puppets during the actual exposure to create blurring for fast movement). His use of rear-screen projection is also surprisingly effective.”
Hyper-Reality presents a provocative and kaleidoscopic new vision of the future, where physical and virtual realities have merged, and the city is saturated in media.
reblogging: okkultmotionpictures:
EXCERPTS >|< The Mascot (1933)
A series of gifs excerpted from The Mascot: a fabulous and surreal stop-motion film by Wladislaw Starewicz, a master animator by 1933.
We invite you to watch the full video HERE
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Una serie di gif estratte da The Mascot: un film surreale in stop-motion di Wladislaw Starewicz, del 1933.
Vi invitiamo a vedere il video originale QUI
EXCERPTS by OKKULT MOTION PICTURES: a collection of gifs excerpted from open source/unknown/rare/controversial moving images. A digital humanities project for the diffusion of open knowledge.
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via nemfrog
“Back when, she could go weeks without anything more complicated than a pout. Now she was laying some heavy combination of face ingredients on him that he couldn’t read at all. Maybe something she’d picked up at acting school. “It isn’t what you’re thinking, Doc.””